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We woke up this morning, got packed and checked out, before heading down the street to find our next hotel. The one we were staying at didn't have two nights free. We found it and went and checked in. Our room was already ready, which was awesome, so we went and dropped off our bags. Then we went across to the tourist info centre to try get some information about public transport to Bordeaux, then headed down the street to find a bike hire place. We got around the corner though, and ...
... we bought a train ticket to a place called Auray. The train was leaving in about 10 minutes so after we worked out how to read our ticket we found our platform and walked all the way down to the fifteenth carriage, which seemed to take forever! We found our seats and the train set off on its way. We got some lunch and I took my sandwich back to the seat while Darren waited for his food to be heated, then he came back to the seat ...
... and interspersed with lots of lounging around in beautiful French villages and copious jambon et fromage baguettes. After a 25km meander down the canal we arrived at our hosts for the night, a lovely French couple who cooked us a meal with lots of organic vegetables from their farm with vast amounts of pasta. We were still exhausted from the night before, and fell quickly asleep on buckwheat pillows. Day 2 and things were looking ...
... our new directions we set off with fresh hope in our hearts:
It didn't stay there long though. For some reason we decided to veer away from his route and back onto the GPS one because it looked quieter. It was because it was another dirt path. After a long detour and a brief, accidental and terrifying stint on a motorway, we found ourselves vaguely back on track. It was now 10pm, we were 50km from our destination and we'd been cycling for 6 hours. It did ...
... the signs for toute directions and end up on cobbles , (Janice tells me its the medieval part of town) very narrow roads and eventually wind our way back to the motorway and head for St Brieuc, (Ted tells me he hates Dinan) he always gets lost there)
Anyway, St Brieuc , again on the coast but not on the coast, headed south then and towards Lorient and found a nice lac to park for lunch, near Pontivy, kept heading south and ...
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Fitness/Health center
- Free parking